But poetry comes from life,
That urge to live,
To fight,

That need to die for-
What's right,

Tonight.

So when a girl wants to end it all,
And she writes it out instead,
Does she want to die,

Or does she want to live,
Give it a try,

Fly.

But when you don't want to live,
Maybe just give it up,
Is poetry this?

A wish for nothing at all,
Dive into the abyss,

Bliss.

So maybe this isn't a poem,
But a final entry,
"See you,"

And if I had to ask,
Is it true?

I honestly don't have a cl-